little idol

In the last row, two big dark circles hang on the fair face, like a ghost.

After the filming was finished, just after the tidbits were released, some people started complaining.

"Is there a ghost sitting in the last row?"

Su An was a little wronged, but there was no one to blame, only himself, who was the canary for Han Youming for money, which led to the terrible situation today.

Walking out of the studio, Su An lost his mind and walked along the green belt.

He thought of the gentle Li Langjiu, the terrible Han Youming, and his lustful and despicable self.

The ear-piercing sound of the car sounded behind him, and Su An was startled, but when he turned around, he saw Han Youming in the car holding the steering wheel and looking at him impatiently.

Su An blinked: "Han...Mr. Han..."

Han Youming said, "Come up."

Su An walked cautiously to the side of the car, hesitated for a long time and opened the rear door by accident.

Han Youming: "..."

Su An froze in place, lowered his head if he wanted to cry or not, he must have angered Han Youming again.

Han Youming taunted him coldly: "Do you think I will touch you while driving?"

Su An bit the bullet and sat in the back row, and whispered habitually: "Mr. Han, I was wrong."

Han Youming: "..."

Han Youming drove the car depressed, and went to negotiate terms with Su An's old club.

Su An's boss is Zheng Qin, an old acquaintance of Han Youming.

Zheng Qin almost forgot that there was Su An in his company. He was at a loss for a while after receiving the phone call from Han Youming, and asked the secretary to call Su An's information.

Su An's appearance is very good, but he is not smart enough, and he has never learned how to fight his way through the bloody Colosseum in the entertainment industry.

Zheng Qin is a businessman, and he is more willing to invest his resources and energy in those little beauties who he is willing to fight for.

Han Youming?

Ok?

Why did Han Youming suddenly start thinking about Su An?

Isn't he already tired of playing?

Unexpectedly, this old rascal would have a day of turning around.

Zheng Qin thought about it, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Han Youming parked the car downstairs, expressionless and silent.

Su An cautiously poked his head out from the back seat, with his thin white fingers resting on the back of the front seat: "Han...Mr. Han, shall we...get out of the car?"

Han Youming was silent for a while, and asked, "What's going on with you and my son?"

Su An said: "We are free love..."

The steering wheel made a terrible creak in Han Youming's hands.

Han Youming said, "Break up with him."

Su An stared blankly.

Han Youming was cruel, and said coldly: "You are not worthy of him."

The sorrow and grievance in Su An's heart were intertwined with the pain in her buttocks. Tears overflowed from her beautiful peach eyes, and she used up all her life's courage to cry stubbornly and asked, "You...why do you do this... woo... explain!"

Han Youming slowly flattened the front seat, turned his head and leaned towards Su An, and said, "My son is a spotless person, how about you?" He stretched out his hand and slowly stroked Su An's thigh to his legs secret place.

Su An trembled and wanted to close her legs.

Han Youming suddenly turned him over, grabbed his belt and yanked it off.

The white and tender buttocks and thighs were covered with bruised and purple finger marks, the poor little butthole in the buttocks was slightly swollen, and the folds were a little bulging, and it was obvious that it was stuffed full.

Han Youming played with Su Anhong's small pussy, and asked sullenly: "Do you dare to let my son see your swollen little asshole? Do you dare to let him know that you sold yourself to his father for money and were trained to beat you up?" Will they orgasm and spray water!"

Su An covered her mouth and cried: "Woo...no...don't tell him...Boss Han...uu...please..."

He didn't dare to imagine the scene after Li Langjiu knew everything, he...he was afraid to see his boyfriend's expression of disappointment and disgust.

His Li Lang is so good, so gentle, like a ray of sunshine in his fucking life, warming him to tears.

Han Youming put his fingers into Su An's wet, red and slightly swollen buttocks, and stirred the two vibrating eggs and the lewd water stuffed inside. He bit Su An's ear and whispered: "With my son! Break up, or he'll see you whipped to the point of squirting."

Su An shivered weakly in the man's fiery pheromone, crying in despair and aggrieved.

what should he do...

He...he can't let Li Langjiu see him like that, can't...absolutely not...

Han Youming pulled the egg-trapping rope and yanked it out. Su An cried and lay on the back of the chair, his back acupoint trembling and spurting out a stream of hot lewd water.

A small piece of tender red sausage was brought out, like a lewd flower blooming in the middle of the white and tender buttocks.

The eversioned inner wall was extremely sensitive, and even the slight coolness of the air made Su An itchy enough to make Su An want to cry.

Han Youming deliberately kneaded the small piece of intestine, and ordered viciously: "Break up with my son!"

Su An cried and shook her buttocks, trying to hide: "Woo...no...don't pinch...Mr. Han...ah...Mr. Han spared me...uuu..."

Han Youming pushed harder: "Break up with my son!"

Su An was lying on the back of the chair trembling, and the small blooming butthole sprayed out streams of scalding hot water. His eyes were blurred from crying, and he couldn't stand the torture of the perverted father-in-law anymore, sobbing and admitting defeat: "I... woo woo ...I broke up with Langyu...Mr. Han...ah...Mr. Han don't...don't let him know...ah..."

Han Youming took out the big penis under his crotch, and inserted it into the obscene flower: "Call my son now."

Su An cried and was fucked: "Don't... woo... Boss Han... not now... um..."

He was so fucked by Han Youming that he couldn't breathe evenly, and there was intermittent crying in his voice, Li Langgu would definitely hear something was wrong.

Han Youming took out his mobile phone from Su An's pocket, dialed his son's number deftly, put it near Su An's mouth, and said darkly, "Tell him."

The phone was connected quickly, and Li Langyu's lively and gentle voice came: "An'an, did my dad take you to the company? I ordered some steaks just now, and I will cook them for you when you get home."

Su An covered her mouth, not daring to let her lascivious crying enter the phone.

But the slapping sound and the sound of water were so loud, Li Lang thought he...he must have heard it...

Li Langyu knocked on the receiver of the phone suspiciously, and said loudly, "An'an? Can you hear me? An'an?"

Suddenly there was a lingering cry from the receiver, but Su An's intermittent crying was full of sweetness: "Woo... Li Langyu... ah... let's... ah... let's break up..."

Li Langyu's fingers trembled: "An'an? An'an, what are you doing?"

A bad premonition rose in his heart, and he roared anxiously and painfully: "Where are you!"

The phone fell under the seat, and Su An couldn't hold back her voice anymore, crying and moaning: "Ah... don't... don't push it... woo... It's too deep... It's so big... Ah... ...It's going to break... please forgive me... woo woo..."

Li Langguo stared blankly at the phone, his innocent and pure little boyfriend was being fucked by an unknown man.

Satisfied, Han Youming thrust Su An's slippery and soft pussy hard, and the hard glans pressed against Huaxin one after another.

Su An broke down and cried loudly: "You pervert... woo... devil... I hate you... ah... I hate you to death..."

Han Youming squeezed his nipple and said in a low voice: "Be obedient, be good, come back and continue to be my little sex slave, don't run away anymore."

【Chapter egg:】

Su An had never seen such tricks from rich people, and thought that Han Youming was going to give him an enema, so she blushed and said at a loss: "I...I washed it...Mr. Han...no...no need to wash it anymore ..."

Han Youming patted his buttocks, and his white, tender and elastic little round buttocks were slapped.

Su An's face turned even redder.

Han Youming's tall body pressed him against the door panel, and said in a low voice, "It's for you, good boy, are you planning to not drink the first glass of wine that the Lord of Gold gave you?"

Su An hugged the bottle of cold red wine with her thin white fingers, and whispered in a crying voice, "I...I drink..."

Han Youming said, "Go to bed and lie down, I'll feed you."

Su An climbed onto Han Youming's bed with hands and feet.

This is not a guest room, this is the room where Han Youming usually lives.

The quilt was spread obliquely on the bed, and Su An's face was buried in the quilt, almost wrapped in the cloud by Han Youming's pheromone smell.His heart beat faster, he was dizzy, and he was a little scared.

Han Youming knelt on the edge of the bed with one knee, and the soft mattress shook.

Su An's throat overflowed with a tense and rapid gasp: "Well...Mr. Han..."

Han Youming asked in a low voice, "Do you like drinking?"

Su An shook her head and nodded again.

The icy mouth of the red wine bottle touched his pink buttocks, and the wrinkles were slowly squeezed away.

Su An trembled and choked up: "Cool..."

Han Youming said, "Hold it."

Su An obediently endured the coldness and fear, and let his benefactor slowly stuff the mouth of the red wine bottle into his buttocks.

The cold wine was poured in, and Su An trembled and cried.

The more and more wine was poured, Su An's flat belly was slightly bulged.

Su An cried and said, "No...don't want... woo... Mr. Han... a lot of water... ah... I can't hold it... It's going to break..."

The red wine bottle was more than half empty, and the wine that couldn't be filled began to pour back.

Holding the red wine bottle, Han Youming pushed hard, and the slender mouth of the bottle was inserted into Su An's acupoint.

Su An cried and lay on the bed: "No..."

Han Youming whispered in his ear: "There will be more to suffer in the future, baby, you have to learn to be patient."

Chapter 4: Going out with panties stuffed, was spanked by the patron at the desk, and was not allowed to cry (egg: open bud

Su An cried and said, "No... woo... don't be a little sex slave... Mr. Han... ah... Mr. Han, please forgive me... don't be a little sex slave..."

Han Youming said grimly: "You little slut doesn't like to eat the master's big dick?"

Su An was extremely wronged: "Who... woo... who would like to eat... woo... big dick... pervert... ah..."

Han Youming squeezed his tender little nipples hard, and the huge glans pushed hard against the heart a few times. The glans got stuck in the intestinal wall and swelled into knots, shooting out a large stream of hot semen.

Su An cried and curled up her toes, reaching an orgasm in a faint.

Han Youming kissed his hot and soft cheeks: "An'an, where are your underwear?"

Su An looked around with tears in her eyes, and found that the torn underwear was thrown on the ground, covering the phone.

Su An was too ashamed to speak.

Han Youming picked up the torn goose-yellow briefs and said, "An'an has shed so much water, if you go upstairs without underwear, everyone in the office building will see your wet butt."

Su An was still confused, trembling and whimpering: "No... woo... don't be seen... Boss Han... don't..."

Han Youming twisted the panties into a strip, and stuffed them bit by bit into Su An's moist, red and swollen pussy.

Zheng Qin waited in the office for three hours, until he almost fell asleep, and Han Youming arrived late.

Zheng Qin yawned and looked through the profiles of his artists, and shouted to Han Youming, "Old Han, this is not like you."

Han Youming asked blankly, "I'm late, so I owe you a meal."

Su An hid behind Han Youming's tall shoulders and dawdled awkwardly like a duckling.

Zheng Qin knew what was going on when he saw the picture, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Su An was so wronged that tears were about to fall.

Han Youming glared at Zheng Qin.

Zheng Qin waved his hand, and said happily: "Boss Han, didn't you say you gave it back to me when you got tired of playing, why are you thinking about our An'an again?"

Han Youming looked at Su An.

Su An lowered his head and pretended not to hear. He was being sore and numb by the underwear stuffed in his buttocks, and he was almost moaning and crying.

Back then, it was Su An who proposed to end the nurturing relationship.

His mother has completed all the operations and is recovering well, and no longer needs a lot of money to continue her life.

Su An's own career can be regarded as a little success, at least there is no need to worry about food and drink.

So he plucked up the courage to rush into Han Youming's office with the breakup agreement, and broke up nervously.

Han Youming was silent for a long time, and finally said only one sentence: "For the outside world, just say that I got tired of playing with you."

Su An was timid and didn't dare to make Boss Han angry, so in the past few years, whenever someone asked him, he would obediently say that Han Youming got tired of playing him and dumped him.

Su An felt that in the last two months, Han Youming was actually tired of it.

Han Youming is no longer so eager to play various new tricks on him, but often sends him to the kitchen or takes him to some boring dinner parties, and then looks at him thoughtfully, with complicated expressions in his deep eyes.

Han Youming's gaze just stood on Su An's body for a moment, then said to Zheng Qin indifferently: "I'm thinking about it again, can't I?"

Zheng Qin said: "Okay, but you want us to sign away safely, but you have to pay me personally."

Han Youming threw him a folder: "Zhou Mingchuan is much more valuable than this little star."

Zhou Mingchuan was poached from Zheng Qin by Han Youming back then, and Zheng Qin was so angry that a big blister formed on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't go down for half a month.

Now that Han Youming took the initiative to return the man, Zheng Qin was very satisfied and readily signed Su An's termination contract.

After solving this trouble, Han Youming got into the car with Su An's neck in a good mood, and went to his office to sign the contract.

Su An obediently sat in the co-pilot this time, twisted her butt a few times in discomfort, and whispered, "Boss Han, my butt is not worth Zhou Mingchuan's price."

Han Youming inexplicably sensed a bit of guns and sticks from this soft and modest sentence. He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Su An with interest.

Su An is timid and loves to cry, and she is in a daze all day long, not knowing what she is doing.

But Han Youming knew that his little idol had a temper.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Su An managed to muster up a little courage to ridicule, and disappeared in the oppressive silence.

The game of the rich is so calm and cruel. He was firmly held by Han Youming, and he could only accept it.

Han Youming held his handle and could ruin his career at any time.

No matter how wronged or unwilling, Su An only dared to sneer in such an ambiguous manner.

Han Youming pinched his ears: "Why, you still can't bear to part with that old Liuli Zheng Qin?"

Su An hesitated for a second, and whispered, "No...no..."

Han Youming smiled happily for a second, and took Su An to the company to sign the contract.

Han Youming's office is very big, and Su An blushed with shame as soon as he entered.

That black table, that gray sofa, and...the window...the floor...

He was pressed and fucked by Han Youming in all places, and sometimes he was incontinent while crying, and his urine flowed all over the floor.

Han Youming threw down the folder, took off his coat and unbuttoned two shirts in a relaxed manner. The smell of A pheromone spread slowly in the spacious and bright office, Su An's legs softened and he leaned against the wall.

Su An's gaze secretly followed Han Youming, but inadvertently caught sight of the decorative whip hanging on the wall.

It was a gift from someone to Han Youming, a souvenir from his trip to Mongolia.

Han Youming had never used this whip to ride a horse before, but he whipped Su An's little butt countless times, making him crawl all over the ground crying.

Su An tensed up.

Do...don't remind Han Youming of that whip!

Han Youming sat on the chair, hooked his hands casually: "Come here."

Su An walked over, his hips and eyes swollen from being fucked just now made him walk like a poor duckling.

Su An stood in front of the desk, wringing her fingers in bewilderment.

Han Youming said: "I asked you to come here, not to ask you to stand in front of the desk."

Su An walked around the desk and looked at Han Youming timidly: "Boss Han..."

Han Youming picked him up and put him on the desk. His sore butt was sitting on the edge of the desk. The cloth stuffed inside was pushed deeper, making the heart sore and itchy.

Su An bit her lower lip uncomfortably and groaned, looking down at Han Youming in a bewildered manner.

Her fair and delicate face was covered with powder, like a glutinous rice dumpling filled with strawberries.

Han Youming said, "An'an, marry me."

Su An was shocked: "Han...Mr. Han..."

Han Youming kissed Su An's tender and sensitive inner thigh through his thin trousers, and said in a low voice, "Get a certificate with me, let me insert a big dick into your flirty heart and ejaculate, and give birth to me."

Su An thought that the hot semen from Han Youming's penis was going to break through the flower center and shoot into his genital cavity, and suddenly felt a burst of wetness between his buttocks, and tremblingly wanted to close his legs together: "Boss Han...we..."

Han Youming held his slender ankle domineeringly, and spread the two long legs apart: "Promise me."

How dare Su An agree, he felt that Han Youming had a hole in his head.He cried and said, "Boss Han... I... I have left your son... I... I... woo..."

He just wanted to beg Han Youming to forgive him and let him return to the simple and happy life before.

Han Youming's face darkened, and there was a gloomy sneer in his eyes.He stood up slowly and took the whip off the wall.

Su An was so frightened that her fingers trembled.

Han Youming sneered and said, "Blame me, it's been so long, I need to give you some time to learn what being cute is."

Su An was shaken by the whip, and quickly sat up straight and choked up, saying, "Mr. Han...I'm obedient...I'm obedient..."

Han Youming said, "Don't cry!"

Su An covered her mouth tightly, but the tears of fear in her beautiful big eyes kept flowing out, looking very pitiful.

Han Youming lightly poked Su An's small face with the whip: "An An, spanking or spanking the nipples, huh?"

Su An struggled with a difficult choice between two kinds of pain.

Han Youming said, "Don't tell me? Then spank the butt first and then the nipples."

Su An was terrified, and hurriedly said in a crying voice, "Spanking... woo... Boss Han... woo... spank... spank my ass..."

Han Youming said, "Then take off your pants."

Su An hurriedly took off his pants and lay down on the desk, revealing his tender buttocks and thighs.

There is a tender seam between the white and tender buttocks, sandwiching the red, swollen and watery buttocks.

A little light yellow cloth was exposed in the middle of the red and swollen folds, which had been soaked in lewd water, trembling uncomfortably.

Han Youming pinched the exposed piece of fabric and pulled it.

Su An suddenly softened into a puddle, and her round buttocks trembled: "Ah...Mr. Han...um...Mr. Han...Take it out...wow...it's uncomfortable..."

Han Youming said: "Where is it uncomfortable? Are you showing your asshole?"

Su An's sensitive buttocks were swollen and itchy due to the fabric, and she cried unbearably: "Um... woo... sultry ass... uncomfortable... woo... itching..."

Han Youming said, "This will relieve your itching." As he spoke, he swung the whip, aimed at Su An's small buttocks and lashed down hard.

Pain and severe numbness exploded from the most sensitive part of the body, Su An cried out in pain, and crawled on the wide desk with all four limbs to avoid the whip: "Don't... woo... Boss Han... ...Mr. Han don't hit me anymore... woo woo...it hurts...ah..."

Han Youming said coldly: "Don't hide!" Before he finished speaking, he slapped the whip hard on the red and swollen buttocks.

Su An slumped on the desk trembling and said, Bai Nen's toes kept shaking.He didn't dare to hide any longer, and was forced to bear the whipping from his buttocks and eyes while crying: "Wuuuu...it hurts..."

Han Youming said, "Don't cry!"

Su An's face turned red from holding back: "Woooo..."

Han Youming whispered maliciously: "If you cry, you will get an extra whip."

Su An tried his best to cover his mouth to prevent himself from crying, but the pain and grievance stimulated his lacrimal glands crazily, making him unable to control his crying at all, and he hiccupped from crying.

Han Youming brandished a whip and crackled his buttocks and buttocks.

With a pair of underwear in her mouth, her buttocks were itchy inside, and the outside was extremely painful. Su An lay on the table, her thin white fingers tightly grasping the edge of the table, crying: "Woooo... I'm going to cry... woooo... ...you can kill me... hiccup... going to cry... woo woo..."

He hated the old pervert.

He lost his job, lost his freedom, lost the boyfriend he liked for the first time, and was spanked so painfully by this old pervert, why shouldn't he cry twice!

Downstairs of Xinyue Entertainment's office, Li Langgu rushed in.

The lady at the front desk rushed up to greet her: "Master, why are you here?"

Li Langjiu's gloomy face was exactly the same as Han Youming's when he was angry, and he no longer had the cheerful, lively and enthusiastic appearance on weekdays.

The lady at the front desk trembled in her heart: "Master..."

Li Langyu said: "I want to see my dad, his cell phone is off."

The lady at the front desk was at a loss: "But...but Mr. Han...he is busy. Wait a moment, may I inform Mr. Han's secretary?"

Li Langyu roared angrily: "I want to see my dad when I need your notification!"

He strode towards Han Youming's special elevator, rushed in and pressed the button for the nineteenth floor.

Today, his father was supposed to take Su An to discuss the termination of the contract, but Su An...his An An was fucked by another man and called him to break up.

His mobile phone was broken in his rage, and when he contacted again, both Su An's and Han Youming's mobile phones had been turned off.

Li Lang was so painful and furious that he rushed to the company.

He wants to find An An, no matter why, he doesn't want such a fucking way to break up!

Han Youming's secretary was waiting outside the elevator, smiling awkwardly: "Master."

Li Langjiu tried his best to calm himself down, he was not used to getting angry at innocent people.He said, "Secretary Liu, where's my dad?"

The secretary said: "Mr. Han is dealing with an urgent document. Please drink your saliva first. If there is something else, you can deal with it slowly, okay?"

Li Langyu took a deep breath, trying to calm down.

But Su An's voice lingered in his ears all the time.

His An An, his little boyfriend on the cusp of his heart, was crying in such a sweet and soft voice, begging another man to spare him.

The pain and anger in Li Langjiu's heart surged up again, and he said to the secretary: "Get out of the way, I want to go in!"

【Chapter egg:】

Su An was forced to cry for half an hour with the bottle of red wine in his mouth. He was exhausted from crying, and lay limply on the bed, hiccupping.

His perverted benefactor finally pulled out the wine bottle, and the liquid spewed out with a "puff" like incontinence, flowing all over his buttocks, thighs and bed sheets.

Han Youming patted his wet buttocks and said in a low voice, "Get ready, An An, the master is going to open buds for you."

Su An was already confused by the bullying, but she couldn't help becoming nervous when she heard this sentence, her round buttocks subconsciously tightened, and her white and tender buttocks trembled slightly.

Han Youming said: "It will hurt you to be so nervous, but I like it."

Su An didn't know what he meant, she only remembered one important thing in a daze, and said with a hoarse and soft cry, "No... don't mark..."

Although he came out to prostitute himself, he could no longer talk about dignity and integrity, but... but marking is a lifetime thing, and once he is marked, he is really finished.

Han Youming was silent for a while, pinched the back of Su An's neck, and gently stroked the O gland there.

The little O under him trembled again.

Han Youming sneered: "I don't want to cause myself a lifetime of trouble, why do you think so much?"

Su An finally breathed a sigh of relief, obediently raised her buttocks secretly, buried her face in the pillow in shame, and said in a low voice, "Then...then Mr. Han...you come..."

Han Youming pointed his big penis at that pink butthole and poked it lightly a few times.

This beautiful little O looks inexperienced at first glance, every crease on her buttocks and eyes reveals green and clean pink tenderness, even if it is stained with red wine and lewd water, she looks shy and innocent.

Han Youming slowly stuffed his big purple-black penis into that pink hole.

The tender hole that had just been expanded by the wine bottle was a little softer than expected, and he swallowed his big glans with difficulty but obediently.

The buttocks and eyes were bit by bit by the hard and hot giant. Su An, who had never endured this kind of penetration, had black eyes and sore teeth, trembling and whimpering: "It's so... so big... woo... Mr. Han... ah ...Mr. Han...can't come in...uh...it's too big..."

Han Youming watched Su An's tender buttocks and eyes swallowing his huge cock bit by bit, his heart was filled with the joy and excitement of conquering, and he stuffed it in even more fiercely: "Hold it, I can't even eat the rich man's cock, and you can't eat it. Want to get money, huh?"

Su An thought of her mother's life-saving money, sobbed and covered her mouth, trying to relax her buttocks.

But it's so big... woo... really big... so hard... so thick... woo... it's going to be pierced... the little asshole is going to be pierced...

Chapter 5: Being fucked by the father-in-law while being looked at by the boyfriend, crying and urinating all over the floor (Egg: the little beauty who is fascinated by the sun

The secretary anxiously followed behind Li Langyu: "Master! Master! You can't go in!"

Li Langyu has already pushed open the door of Han Youming's office: "Dad, An An is missing..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Langgu froze in place.

The office is filled with O's sweet pheromone smell. His An An is lying on his father's desk, showing his white buttocks and thighs, trying to swallow Han Youming's big penis with his tender red buttocks.

Su An cried and covered her face: "Don't look... woo... Li Langyu... I'm sorry... woo... Don't look... don't..."

Han Youming slapped Su An's buttocks with his big palm while doing the drill, and said casually, "Langgu, what's the matter with you?"

Li Langjiu was speechless and just stared at Su An's face in a daze.

Su An was ashamed and in pain, buried her face in her hands, and cried, "No... Ah... Mr. Han... Stop... Woo... Please... Don't... Don't..."

Han Youming slapped his butt hard: "Be honest and get fucked."

Su An cried even harder.

Li Langyu's gaze was like a knife, cutting across all his exposed skin.

The pain of shame makes the body more sensitive, and the soft inner wall can almost feel the shape of the blue veins on Han Youming's penis.

The whole thick cock was pulled out, and then inserted hard.

When the penis was pulled out, the glans even hooked out a small piece of sausage, and then pushed it hard into it as the penis was inserted.

Su An's thighs trembled, and a large amount of lewd water was squeezed out by the penis, making a lewd sound of water.

Langgu is looking at him... woooo... looking at him... the lewd look of being fucked until his ass is dripping... woooo... the way he looks in Langgu's heart... completely finished... completely...

Han Youming looked at his son, sneered slightly and said, "Langyu, your little boyfriend looks good and pure, but his ass is really experienced. I don't even need to lubricate and expand him. Twist it up, and he'll get wet all by himself."

Su An wanted to explain, he wanted to tell Li Langyu, no, he is not that kind of slut who can be fucked by anyone.

But he was being fucked by Han Youming until he kept crying, and Bai Nen's ass twisted and twisted uncomfortably, but he was being fucked deeper and harder.

Such... Such him, explaining, will only appear more lewd and shameless.

The pain of shame made the soreness and numbness in the posterior point more intense. Su An's eyes went dark, and his wet buttocks tightly hugged Han Youming's big penis.

After ejaculating, the pink and tender cock hung limply between her legs, Su An lay trembling on the desk, her eyes turned black one after another.

Han Youming's penis hadn't ejaculated yet, it was firmly stuffed in his buttocks, and he kept pumping and inserting his buttocks in the spasm of orgasm.

Su An cried and moaned hoarsely: "Ah... ejaculate... can't ejaculate... woo woo... don't... don't insert any more... woo woo don't..."

Han Youming ignored Su An's cries of grievance, and he concentrated on observing his son's expression.

Li Langyu looked at Su An, his dark eyes reflected Su An's white and tender buttocks, and there was a thin ice in his eyes that were always full of sunshine.

The extreme shock and pain made this young man with a bright smile seem to have matured a lot all of a sudden.

He said, "An'an, do you feel good when I fuck you?"

Su An cried and shook her head: "Langyu... woo... I... I'm not... Langgou..."

Li Langyu said: "Dad, are all these little stars like this? As long as it is profitable, they will desperately climb into the gold master's bed."

Han Youming hugged Su An and spread his legs towards Li Langyu: "What do you think?"

Su An closed her eyes and cried in shame. Tears rolled down from the corners of her closed eyes and flowed onto her white and tender breasts and pink nipples.

Li Langjiu was in some pain, but his breathing became rough.

Su An's nipple was small, but very pink and tender, standing tremblingly in the air, shivering and glistening wet from being fucked.It makes people want to pinch, bite, or even poke twice with the big glans.

Su An was almost dying of shame under his fiery gaze. After orgasm, her soft buttocks tightly clamped Han Youming's big penis, her hands helplessly covered her chest, and cried and begged: "Don't look... woo... ...Langyu...please...don't look at..."

Li Langyu was so angry that his teeth were chattering: "Su An, you can, you really can!"

Su An was even more aggrieved by his scolding, crying and hanging her head.

Han Youming's big penis was inserted into his ass from bottom to top like a pile, and the soft little ass hole was swollen and turned into a fleshy red.

The hard and plump glans pushed against the bladder, Su An screamed and struggled desperately: "No... woo... don't insert it there... um... don't... woo..."

I'm going to be fucked... I'm going to... I'm going to pee... I'm going to be watched... I'm going to pee...

Su An tensed her body, not wanting to urinate in front of Li Langjiu.

He is already ashamed enough, already...disappointed Li Langjiu...he can't be fucked into incontinence...can't...wow...no...

During the orgasm, her body was extremely sensitive, and her full bladder was pressed fiercely by the big penis for more than a dozen times. Su An screamed and cried: "Ah!!!!"

The limp cock trembled and spewed out transparent urine, dripping onto the silver-gray floor.

Su An was so ashamed that he almost fainted from the fishy smell, his eyes were trembling with tears, and a stream of lewd water dripped from his back hole.

Li Langyu was silent for two seconds: "It's okay, Dad, I won't bother you anymore."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Han Youming pressed Su An on the table, held the slender waist and thrust it hard a few times, and shot hot semen amid Su An's desperate cries.

In the climax, Su An curled up, trembling and crying like a helpless little animal: "Bastard... woo... Han Youming... I killed you... woo... I killed you..."

Han Youming stroked his soft hair, and finally a little guilt rose in his heart, but the expression on his face did not change at all: "Little slut, will you turn your face and deny anyone after being fucked?"

Su An cried and said, "You're perverted... woo woo... Talking doesn't count... ah..."

He was afraid that Li Langyu would know about him and Han Youming, so he was wronged and ravaged by this pervert in every possible way.

But Li Langgu still knew about it, and... even saw him crying when Han Youming fucked him.

Thinking of Li Langjiu's cold eyes when he left, Su An suffered from angina.

He hates Han Youming, he hates Han Youming to death!

Han Youming got up and hung the whip that was soaked in lewd water back on the wall.

Su An was lying on the desk trembling and slowly recovering from the aftertaste of the orgasm. Suddenly, his heart stopped, he grabbed the laptop on the table, and threw it heavily at the back of Han Youming's head.

"boom!"

Two hours later, Han Youming was beaten to the back of his brain and had stitches in the hospital. Su An got on the high-speed train back to his hometown.

Su An hid in a bachelor apartment in her hometown